He then realized that the wooden cabin only had two bedrooms. The third room upstairs was a storage room, filled with misceneous items and tools, but no bed or furniture. It was uninhabitable.


    Noah came out of his room and saw Bet standing at the door of the storage room, frowning.


    “Bet, what are you doing standing there instead of going to bed?" Noah asked.


    “Noah, are there only two bedrooms here?" Bet asked.


    "That''s right," Noah confirmed.


    "How about Karina, Nic, and Yvonne share a room, and you and I can share one? We haven''t had a good talk in a long time," Bet suggested.


    "What could we possibly need to talk about all night?" Noah said, looking stunned for a moment before bursting intoughter.


    "You''re not staying with Ms. Jones? Don''t tell me you haven''t even held hands yet," Noah teased, giving Bet a light punch on the shoulder. "Are you two having some kind of pure, tonic romance?"


    Bet pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "She''s still young."


    "She''s an adult, isn''t she? Not that young. Alright, just get back to your room. We definitely won''t disturb you tonight."


    With that, Noah turned and went back into his room.


    Resigned, Bet returned to Yvonne''s room and exined the two-bedroom situation to her.


    Yvonne wasn''t opposed to sleeping in the same room as Bet. After all, they had lived together for a while before and had often shared a bed.


    Now that he was in a different body, Bet was probably still adjusting. She could sense that he was constantly trying to restrain himself.


    The cabin had terrible soundproofing, and the two bedrooms were right next to each other.


    As Bet and Yvonney in bed, they could clearly hear the voicesing from the next room.


    Noah and Karina were arguing. Although they kept their voices low, Bet and Yvonne could hear every word.


    The argument eventually turned into the sound of Karina crying. The child must have woken up, because her chies soon mingled with Karina''s creating a headache-inducing racket.


    Finally, a frustrated Noah softlyforted the child and then said a few words to Karina, and the room next door finally fell silent.


    Neither Bet nor Yvonne was asleep. Yvonne let out a long, weary sigh and said softly, "If only Noah had ended up with Cynthia."


    Noah once had a passionate, unforgettable first love. Yvonne had been too young at the time to know how they broke up.


    All she knew was that after the breakup, Noah had been aplete mess for a while.


    Then Karina appeared, staying by Noah''s side, supporting and taking care of him. Karina''s timing was perfect, she had entered his life.


    when he was at his lowest to


    to slowly


    advantage of the opening to slowly be a part of his world.


    Otherwise, the title of Mrs. Thompson would never have gone to a daughter from a second-tier family.


    Bet didn''t mention Cynthia Scott. It seemed her name was a taboo subject in the Thompson family.


    "If Karina keeps being this


    unreasonable with Noah, they''re


    bound to go their separate ways sooner orter," Bet said impatiently, then reached out to Stroke Yvonne''s hair.


    "Alright, don''t worry about their problems. Get some rest. I''ll wake you up to see the sunrise tomorrow morning."


    "Okay," Yvonne murmured, snuggling into the covers, nodding obediently, and closing her eyes.


    Bety beside her, his body ramrod straight, trying to minimize any physical contact.


    His mind remained in a state between waking and sleeping, and his rest was far from peaceful.